Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

This demon cultivator was burly, about nine feet tall, bare-chested, with thick black hair on his chest, ugly face, beard like a halberd, and arms with knotted muscles, as hard as rocks, like a savage.

In front of him hung a big knife, about half a foot long, made of animal bones, reflecting a dark light, extremely intimidating.

Seeing this man's strange appearance, Lin Hao did not dare to be careless. When he rushed forward, he pointed and the flaming spear in front of him shot out, like a meteor flying past, straight towards the savage.

Then he raised his hand and pinched the seal, urging the true energy in his body, hundreds of walnut-sized dark purple fireballs condensed out of thin air and shot at the savage.

This dark purple flame was a strange flame that Lin Hao accidentally obtained when he traveled in Donghuazhou. It was extraordinary and took a lot of effort to refine it. It was one of his strongest means.

The savage grinned, raised his hand, and slashed at Lin Hao with his broadsword. He tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and his chest and abdomen swelled up rapidly.

When hundreds of dark purple fireballs flew in front of him, the savage suddenly opened his mouth, roared wildly, and blew out a green wind, blowing away all the fireballs in the sky, and most of the fireballs were blown out.

At the same time, the white bone broadsword and the flaming spear collided, both flying backwards, and no one got the upper hand.

Lin Hao's face changed slightly, and he stroked his storage bag, took out a fist-sized glass bead, hung it above his head, and sprinkled thousands of rays of light to protect him.

The savage easily blocked his attack, and the method he used was so strange that Lin Hao had to treat it with caution. He was the first to sacrifice the defensive spiritual weapon, and he had the intention of retreating.

His original intention was just to find an opponent and fight with him, so as not to be punished by the sect for being afraid of fighting and cowardly after the battle, but if the opponent is too strong, there is no need to take risks.

Lin Hao made up his mind to fight with this person for a while, then withdraw and find another opponent with average strength.

The spell in his hand changed, and the flame spear quickly grew to a length of about ten feet. The raging fire burning on the spear body became even higher, burning and twisting the air, and shot towards the wild man.

The dark purple fireballs blown away by the strong wind also flew towards the wild man again, gradually lengthening on the way, turning into purple fire ropes, weaving into a fire net, covering his head.

After refining the purple flame, Lin Hao painstakingly studied the secret art of controlling fire, and gained a lot. He wove the purple flame into a large net, making it extremely difficult for the opponent to escape.

The savage was not afraid of Lin Hao's attack. He raised his hand and the bone sword shone brightly. A lifelike tiger condensed and formed, wrapped the sword in it, and with a long roar, pounced on Lin Hao, but he stayed where he was, not taking the flame spear and the purple fire net into consideration.

Lin Hao was delighted and retreated. At the same time, he urged the true essence in his body. The white light emitted by the glass bead became more intense, forming a thick light curtain, blocking Lin Hao.

Like the flame spear, the glass bead is also a top-grade spiritual weapon with strong defensive ability. It is not afraid of the savage's attack.

The savage was so arrogant that he did not dodge or avoid his two major methods. As long as he was covered by the fire net, he would be dead.

The tiger was very fast. In a flash, it pounced in front of Lin Hao. A pair of sharp claws slapped over fiercely. The light curtain shook violently and several cracks appeared, but it did not break.

The tiger was impressive, but its body was just a top-grade spiritual weapon, and it was difficult to break the light curtain formed by the glass beads.

At the same time, the flame spear and the purple fire net also came to the wild man, but he remained in the same place, not dodging, looking at Lin Hao hiding behind the light curtain with a playful look.

Lin Hao didn't know why the wild man was so calm, and his heart trembled. He frantically urged his true essence, and the flame spear and the purple fire net shot at the wild man a few points faster.

The next moment, seeing that the flame spear was about to pierce the wild man and the purple fire net was about to completely wrap him up, the wild man suddenly disappeared out of thin air and came to Lin Hao. The white bone sword turned into a tiger, and then appeared in the fire net!

The flame spear pierced the tiger, and the tiger roared, and was surrounded by the fire net again. It quickly dissipated under the burning of the purple flame, revealing the white bone sword inside. The light was slightly dim, but it was not a big deal.

When Lin Hao saw the savage suddenly change his position and appear in front of him, his face changed drastically, and he retreated backwards. At the same time, the spell in his hand changed and recalled the flame spear.

The savage grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and chased after him.

He was extremely fast, and when he flew away, he seemed to turn into a breeze. His burly body gave people a strange sense of lightness. In an instant, he came in front of Lin Hao, raised his fist as big as a casserole, and the muscles on his arm suddenly swelled up. He punched out and hit the light curtain heavily!

Crack!

Countless deep cracks appeared on the light curtain in front of Lin Hao, and it seemed that it would break apart in the next moment.

Lin Hao was shocked and fled backwards with all his strength, frantically urging the true energy in his body. The glass beads on his head emitted thousands of rays of light, and another light curtain was set up in front of him.

The savage almost broke the defense of the top-grade spiritual weapon with just one punch. Is this person a human or a monster?

But the savage chased him relentlessly, throwing several punches in succession, each of which contained a terrifying force, shattering the broken light curtain in front of him, and leaving countless deep cracks on the second light curtain.

But the glass bead was, after all, a top-grade spiritual weapon. Under Lin Hao's full power, its defensive ability was amazing, and it finally blocked the savage's attack.

And the huge recoil force brought by the continuous punches also caused the savage to be blown away. Lin Hao took the opportunity to fly more than ten feet away, widening the distance between him and the savage.

The savage dispersed the recoil force and was about to chase him again, but the flame spear shot from behind, so he had to dodge and was thrown more than ten feet away by Lin Hao.

Lin Hao felt relieved and quickly sacrificed a flying boat, put away the flame spear and the purple fire net, and fled.

The savage's methods were strange. He could change positions with the spiritual weapon. His body was comparable to that of a monster. He smashed the defensive spiritual weapon with a few punches. Lin Hao had never encountered such an opponent before. He was afraid and did not dare to fight with him again.

But the savage had no intention of letting Lin Hao go. He put away the white bone sword, roared wildly, and a green whirlwind appeared out of thin air, covering his whole body, and chased him. His escape speed was much faster than Lin Hao who was escaping in the flying boat.

While Lin Hao was escaping, he had been paying attention to the movements of the savage behind him. Seeing that he did not use the flying spiritual weapon, but his escape speed was so fast, his face changed, and he madly injected true energy into the flying boat, trying his best to escape.

At this time, he finally remembered that the savage had a strong body, which was very similar to the physical cultivators he had seen in ancient books. He had no fighting spirit and just wanted to escape.

It is said that physical cultivators are extremely powerful, rarely have opponents of the same level, and are extremely durable in battles, but it is extremely difficult to practice, and requires a huge amount of cultivation resources, and has been declining for a long time.

If the savage is really a physical cultivator, Lin Hao is definitely not his opponent.

But the flying boat under his feet is just a top-grade spiritual weapon. Even if it is fully activated, it is far less than the speed of the savage's escape, and the distance between the two gradually closes.

This is on the battlefield again. Although it is on the periphery of the battlefield, there are other cultivators fighting. Lin Hao has to avoid other demon cultivators, and his escape speed is a few points slower.

The savage is not only extremely fast, but also very flexible. He keeps closing the distance between him and Lin Hao, and soon it is shortened to only a few dozen feet.

The savage laughed grimly, raised the white bone sword, and slashed at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao didn't dare to let the bone sword get close to him, so as not to give the savage a chance to change his position. He controlled the flame spear to block it and shot out a purple fireball to hinder the savage's pursuit.

But the savage was wrapped in the green whirlwind, and he seemed to have turned into a breeze, so light that he easily dodged the fireball and continued to chase.

The two chased and fled, passing by pairs of fighting monks, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Lin Hao looked solemn, throwing out a piece of spiritual talisman and magic talisman, trying to stop the savage's footsteps, but it had little effect, and he became more and more desperate.

The savage seemed to have noticed what Lin Hao was thinking, grinned, his eyes bright, like a bloodthirsty beast, excited and cruel, as if he wanted to eat Lin Hao alive.

...

In the chaotic battlefield, Chen Yuan controlled the dark green steel fork to stab the middle-stage foundation-building demon cultivator on the opposite side to death, and then avoided a golden short gun shot from a distance and looked for the next opponent.

The battle had been going on for more than half an hour, and this was the second demon cultivator killed by Chen Yuan.

After separating from Lin Hao, he had fought with three demon cultivators in total, but they were all mainly defensive, and they only fought for a while before separating. Unless the opponent was too weak, he could barely kill him after a hard fight.

This was the norm on the battlefield. The strength of the foundation-building cultivators on both sides was not too different. The cultivators of Qi were slightly at a disadvantage, but they had more people and could barely maintain a balance.

For most cultivators, it was difficult to tell who would win or lose. Even if there were losers, they could still escape with their lives, and only a few were killed or injured.

Chen Yuan only used a top-grade spiritual weapon, and his strength was no different from that of an ordinary late-stage foundation-building cultivator, so he was not noticeable on the battlefield.

He collected the opponent's storage bag and corpse, slowly flew forward, and continued to look for the next opponent.

After separating from Lin Hao, he fought with his opponent while moving to the periphery of the battlefield. At this time, he had arrived at the edge of the battlefield. Within a thousand feet, there were only three pairs of cultivators fighting.

He had no intention of snatching someone else's opponent, so he continued to fly forward, searching for the lone demon cultivator.

Chen Yuan didn't want to expose his physical strength, and he only had a top-grade spiritual weapon in his hand. His best opponent was a mid-stage foundation-building demon cultivator. If he met a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, he would be in a lot of trouble.

He was not short of spiritual weapons. Among the pile of spiritual weapons he got from the White Ape Cave, there were several top-grade spiritual weapons, including a small tripod that was comparable to the Silver Gang Sword.

After Chen Yuan returned to the sect, he began to nurture the small tripod, but in just two months, he couldn't use it in the fight at all. He could only rely on this steel fork, and his strength dropped a lot.

Chen Yuan spread his spiritual sense, and all the movements within a radius of six hundred feet were under his control.

Finally, he saw a lone mid-stage foundation-building demon cultivator, smiled slightly, and turned around to fly over.

But not long after he flew out, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he turned his head to look to the left.

His spiritual sense saw Lin Hao, who was driving the flying boat and fleeing in a hurry.

Behind Lin Hao, there followed a cultivator who looked like a wild man, surrounded by a green whirlwind, chasing closely.

The two were only a dozen feet apart, and the distance was constantly shortening. The wild man could catch up with Lin Hao at any time.

Chen Yuan's face was slightly condensed. Lin Hao was a cultivator at the peak of foundation building, only one step away from forming a pill. The flame spear in his hand was also a top-grade spiritual weapon, and the purple flame in his hand was also extraordinary. Now he was running for his life in a panic. It seemed that he was no match for this person. This person must be very powerful.

He flew in the direction where Lin Hao and the wild man fled, but his speed was not too fast. He just followed behind the two of them from a distance, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know whether he should help. With his strength, he was naturally not afraid of any foundation building cultivator, but if he wanted to save Lin Hao, he had to use the power of his physical body, and he might be targeted by Liu Fan.

Chen Yuan looked up and saw dozens of Jindan cultivators fighting, divided into more than a dozen battle groups, but the spiritual light was dazzling and he could not detect Liu Fan at all.

This was the edge of the battlefield. Even though Chen Yuan had sharp five senses, he could not see all the Jindan cultivators, let alone whether Liu Fan was nearby.

Liu Fan was only a Jindan cultivator in the early stage, and his spiritual sense could only cover a radius of ten miles. If he was not nearby, he could not find his trace.

Chen Yuan thought of the scene when Lin Hao helped him before, and finally stopped hesitating. His lips moved silently a few times: "Big Brother, you don't have to run away anymore, just hold off for a while, and I will come to help!"

Lin Hao, who was running for his life, suddenly heard a voice transmission in his ear, and was startled. After careful identification, he recognized Chen Yuan's voice.

He immediately spread his spiritual sense, but did not find Chen Yuan's figure.

The sound transmission technique can only be performed within the range of the spiritual consciousness. Chen Yuan had just broken through the bottleneck of the late stage, and his spiritual consciousness must be weaker than that of him, a peak foundation-building cultivator. Since he could transmit sound to him, it must be within three hundred feet.

Lin Hao was in doubt. Could it be that Chen Yuan had hidden his figure on the battlefield?

At this time, he heard the second sentence of the sound transmission, gritted his teeth, and finally stopped, no longer escaping.

Even though Chen Yuan's strength was mediocre, he was also a late foundation-building cultivator. With the combined efforts of the two, even if they were not the opponent of the savage, they should be able to save their lives.

Lin Hao sacrificed the glass beads, condensed into two light curtains in front of him, then raised his hand and pinched the formula, hundreds of purple fireballs appeared out of thin air around him, condensed into a fire net, and wrapped himself.

Lin Hao barely laid down two layers of protection, and the savage passed through the purple fire net, roared wildly, and threw several punches in succession, smashing the two layers of light curtains!

But the purple flames of the burning top-grade spiritual weapon left a few charred marks on the savage's body, and were blown out by a gust of wind.

Lin Hao's face changed drastically. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the savage was unable to pursue due to the recoil, he retreated more than ten feet and summoned the flaming spear, shooting out.

The two were very close, and the savage could not dodge in time. He raised his left hand to block the flaming spear.

Puff!

The flaming spear pierced the savage's left arm, leaving a deep wound, and then the savage grabbed it and threw it to the side.

He was hit by the top-grade spiritual weapon, but he was only slightly injured!

Lin Hao was shocked, but he also took this opportunity to retreat dozens of feet and distance himself from the savage.

After the savage took the shot, he was about to rush forward, but a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Daoyou, are you a physical cultivator?"

He was startled and turned around immediately. He saw a young cultivator in white clothes ten feet away, looking at him with interest.